In a relatively well-preserved private house near the headquarters, this is where Song Zhe rests on weekdays.
But there is one more person here today.
"Chu Yu, you are usually a workaholic. What's wrong? Are you visiting my place when you have time?"
Song Zhe crossed his legs and glanced at Zhang Wei, who was flipping through his books.
On weekdays, he would put some books here. Unlike Marshal Feng, Song Zhe had a serious academic background.
He studied since childhood and later entered the Beiyang Army Camp Armed Forces School.
Therefore, he also has the habit of reading some books on weekdays. Of course, there are also many idle books in it.
As a commander, he cannot be mentally tense all the time.
"Are you really willing to give it up?" Zhang Wei was flipping through a book of Three Kingdoms. I don't know if it was a coincidence, but he flipped through it and came across Ma Ji with Tears.
Song Zhe glanced at it casually and said casually, "What's the reluctance to give up? Talents are rare, but talents are like crucian carp crossing the river. There are as many as ox hair, and there is no shortage of anyone!"
"Sincerely?"
"nature!"
"I think you are pretending to be confused because you understand. Now is the time to employ people. What do you mean by asking Xiao Zhao to go north and go to the ranch now?"
Seeing that Song Zhe still didn't answer the question, Zhang Wei shook his head and got straight to the point.
"Now we are indeed about to annihilate the kidnappers, but after killing one kidnapper, there are still many large and small bandits in this Shaanxi province.
And Zhao Ming is a tough general, so it would be a pity to put him in charge.
But it is perfect for mopping up traveling bandits.
Based on the battle damage rate he has shown, our army's consumption will be very low if we want to wipe out these gangsters.
At present, our Shaanxi Province cannot bear the burden of the troops sent out, so we must use very few elite soldiers to do the most practical and effective things, otherwise... Guanzhong and even the entire people will suffer! "
Zhang Wei shook his head. He really couldn't stand it anymore, so he came over to persuade him.
In the past few days, he had been busy with the work of the engineering corps. He never thought that such a fierce general would be sent to the bitter cold land in the north by Old Song.
What is this?
"Chu Yu!~ I thought you were very smart, but now that I think about it, I am better. No wonder you are only called the Thirteen Taibao instead of the Five Tigers."
Song Zhe shook his head with a slight smile on his face.
This actually made Zhang Wei's face turn green and red for a while, as this guy was exposing his sore feet.
The two of them had always competed with Marshal Feng before, and he had always been dissatisfied with Song Zhe.
However, after so many years of competition, the two of them have become inseparable.
"What do you mean? Lao Song, please explain it clearly to me?"
"What else can you mean? Don't tell me that you haven't learned anything from our ancestors. Have you ever heard of subduing someone without fighting?" Song Zhe smiled faintly.
"What? Do you want..."
Zhang Wei seemed to have thought of something, and his expression suddenly changed.
"Do you think I really hate this guy Zhao Ming?" Song Zhe snorted coldly.
"In addition to being a little bit different, Zhao Ming's behavior is very similar to mine. This guy can kill prisoners, which I didn't expect.
Hundreds of people are killed when asked, not bad! Have courage! "
"But...you are different! Old Song, you are crazy. Do you know what you will bear if you do this?" Zhang Wei was anxious.
From what Song Zhe said just now, he had already inferred something.
"Isn't it just a few thousand people? If you kill, you will kill. If you bear the infamy, you will bear the infamy. I, Song Zhe, don't care! As long as it is for the people of Guanzhong, I, Song Zhe, am willing to shoulder the infamy!"
Song Zhe said with an unprecedented indifference on his face.
This look made Zhang Wei feel strange as never before.
"Old Song, listen to me first!"
Zhang Wei waved his hand and decided to persuade his old buddy.
Although only bandits were killed, too many people could easily cause bad negative effects.
“We besieged the city for several months, but the actual number of enemies we annihilated was less than five hundred, or even lower.
Once the city wall explodes and enters street fighting, I think it will be based on past experience.
In fact, the moment the city wall collapsed, the mentality of these bandits collapsed.
We don't even need to go through a terrible street battle to win. I estimate that there will be no less than five thousand prisoners by then!
This is five thousand people. Old Song, think about it clearly. Since the fall of the previous dynasty, there has never been such a large-scale killing of prisoners!
Do you want to set a precedent for this? "
Listening to the words of his old friend Zhang Wei, Song Zhe's expression did not change at all and remained as firm as ever.
"As I said, kill it! It's just five thousand people. In the pre-Qin period, which war didn't kill a lot of people?
how? Now that we have entered a new era, there is nothing we can do?
And the so-called negative impact is nothing more than some literati who are stupid in reading and criticizing me verbally.
What I care about is only the people of Guanzhong and the people of Shaanxi Province as a whole.
This kidnapper caused a lot of harm in Guanzhong.
In order to support his seven or eight thousand bandits, a lot of people died at the gunpoint of his gun. He committed all kinds of crimes including killing, burning, looting, and digging up the graves of ancestors. He dared to do such immoral and smoking things. "
Song Zhe said these words with a murderous look on his face.
You must know that the bandits raised by this kidnapper are no ordinary bandits.
If this was an ordinary bandit, it would naturally not require much expense.
But these bandits are all raised as elite soldiers, and their daily expenses are huge. In order to meet the needs of the army, this kidnapper really does everything he can.
It is not an exaggeration to say that the entire Fengxiang City is almost empty out of every ten rooms.
Even if the disaster in most of Guanzhong is so serious, this person has his reasons.
In order to prepare for the possibility of siege, the kidnapper plundered the rations of many nearby farmers.
The food stored in the city is said to last for several years.
"But... But this doesn't mean that Xiao Zhao will be transferred to a place like that, right? I know what you mean, Old Song.
You want to kill the prisoners to scare Xiao Xiao, so that the bandits will surrender voluntarily.
But Xiao Zhao's ability is so outstanding that if he is not needed here, he will definitely be used elsewhere.
Now you know what Marshal Feng means, maybe there will be big moves soon, maybe... they will attack the guy in the south..."
Zhang Wei's voice became lower and lower as he spoke. Obviously some things are still confidential and some people cannot listen to his special skills.
"Of course I know about this, but who says I'm not making preparations?"
Song Zhe's words made Zhang Wei stunned again.
"Old Song, are you preparing a basket?"
"There is a shortage of war horses in the army right now, right? Since we are going to fight, war horses are indispensable!"
Song Zhe looked solemn.
Zhang Wei could not refute this, because the cavalry is an extremely important war unit now.
Whether at home or abroad, cavalry is still an arm used on a large scale.
The cavalry was even incorporated into mobile divisions for a time. In 1941, northern Russia still had 13 cavalry divisions.
Countries with low levels of mechanization have more cavalry.
Regarding the current domestic situation, cavalry is definitely an armed force that many local warlords hope to have as many as possible.
It's just that war horses are so rare. It's okay here. In some places in the south, there aren't many good horses at all.
Seeing that Zhang Wei was deep in thought, Song Zhe gently threw a cigarette over, lighting the cigarette with a roller lighter while minding his own business, and said calmly, "Besides, who said that I asked this boy Zhao Ming to go to the north just to enjoy happiness? Doesn’t he want to fight? He happens to be busy over there!”
